Although hardly on the level of combat reporting, music reviewing is not without its perils. Over the years, I've been threatened by musicians, their managers and their girlfriends. I've been denounced from the stage, and ridiculed on the Internet. Once, a review of mine was reprinted in the Barry Manilow Fan Club newsletter, and I got hate mail from across the country for months. But I don't think I've ever before had to worry about a singer raising my tax assessment. That was before my editors came up with the idea that I review O'Malley's March. Everybody knows that this is Mayor Martin O'Malley's band, they said. What people don't know...

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Although hardly on the level of combat reporting, music reviewing is not without its perils.
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